Summary: Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, Lust; the Seven Deadly sins which causes damnation on one's soul. Everyone Sins on a daily basis, however everyone has the ability to control their own actions in which so they completely fall into the life of sin. What if that control was to be taken away; leaving one to be under the control of their sins? What pain would they bring upon the world? What if they were a Titian, with the power to destroy the world? And they indulge…
Pairing: Robin/Raven, Cyborg/Bumblebee, ?/Starfire, whoever pops up/whoever shows up
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titan's for if I did…it would still be running new episodes
A/N: important: Unbetted Chapter; however if you wanna do it, email me at newchild24 gmail . com
Chapter 8
Feigning Strength
"You understand your orders right?" Raven asked uninterestedly to the six villains before her, "As much as I would really hate to explain myself again, I'm pretty sure you would hate it more."
"Tsk tsk tsk Raven," Robin said with a chuckle, "no patronizing the help."
Raven sighed as she leaned back in the chair that was once claimed by Eve. Robin adjusted himself more comfortably from his relaxed place on the floor before Raven. "Besides, I'm sure these guys know what they're doing."
Gizmo chuckled obnoxiously as he puffed out his chest and pointed is thumb at it, "Of course we know what we're doing; we are professionals, we're -"
"Idiots; now get to work I want to see fireworks by dawn:" Raven sighed looking at the extremely short teen, who growled, crossed his arms and turned away.
"Why do we have to listen to these butt-munchers-" a pale hand covered Gizmo's mouth and he was pushed roughly into Mammoth.
Jinx gave a nervous chuckle as she started to usher out her teammates toward the door not wanting to face Raven's wrath again. "I'll explain later, right now let's just do what we have to." Jinx whispered to the other five.
"Who asked you?" Gizmo sneered at the pink hair female. Her eyes widened at his glare. She understood, they were still mad at her for betraying them.
"Jinx, you stay." Raven spoke up, causing the said girl to freeze in her steps. "The rest of you are dismissed."
Jinx urged them on with a nod and waited until the last one was out the door, then took a deep breath and released it with a sigh before turning around to the two turned birds.
Robin stood up and held out his hand which was grasped by Raven and with a tug she was in his arms. Robin grinned at the dark daemoness before burying into her neck and inhaling her scent. He felt anxiety leave him that he didn't realize he had whenever she wasn't in his arms.
To the point of obsession there was a burning need and desire for the dark bird that filled his senses. He needed to touch, taste, smell, and see all that is Raven, and if he should be deprived, he would snap.
Currently that was what he was doing, satisfying his insatiable need for the dark bird, his hands were being reintroduced to her body, and he was not only savoring her taste once more but he was also discovering her sensitive areas along her neck.
Jinx growled at the fact that the two once again ignored her in favor of displaying their need of PDA. She was contemplating leaving when a dark chuckle was released in the room.
"Jinx, we haven't forgotten about you." Robin said turning his attention to the bad luck witch. "We have a special mission for you."
"What's that?"
"It's simple enough," Robin answered with a shrug, "I want you to retrieve an old friend of ours."
Jinx looked at the two with skepticism in her eyes, "Who?"
Robin answered with a smile.
"This is stupid, why do we have to listen to those butt-munchers anyway?" Gizmo crossed his arms annoyed at having to follow the orders of the Titans.
The F.I.V.E teammates, plus one, stood on the roof of a tall building that was located in the center of downtown Jump City. It was close to five and the city was beginning to make the transition of the night owls falling into their nest and the early birds beginning the hunt for their worms.
"Those two are different." the four teens turned to the darkest one of the all who was wrapped in a black cape. Since it was unique for Kid Wykkyd to speak the others turned a listening ear on the dark boy.
"Different? How so," Billy Numerous questioned, his southern drawl thick in his speech.
"Extremely dangerous," Wykkyd answered turning to the city, the others waited for him to elaborate but no more came from their dark teammate.
"You guys noticed how Jinx was acting, like she was afraid of them."
Mammoth grunted in agreement, "I don't like it, I thought she wasn't scared of anything."
"Why should we care about her, she left us first? She thinks she can just run amuck, and then come hightailing back to us?"
"Besides, now we really are the H.I.V.E. F.I.V.E and not have to explain to a bunch of losers."
"You said it Billy."
"You said it too, Billy."
"Thank you, Billy."
"Anytime Billy."
"It could be a trap," See-More voiced, his giant eye expanded from his head lifting to the sky taking him slightly off the building, as it scanned the city.
"Why use us? What do they gain?" Mammoth questioned as He eyes a breakfast stand that was setting up for the early risers, that was his first target.
The smallest of them chuckled as a numerous metal arms sprung from his backpack, "It doesn't matter; it was their mistake for letting us out. It was their mistake for trusting us, and it's their mistake for allowing us to do as we want. And we're going to show them exactly what type of mistake they made."
A metal arm pulled a small round object from the pack; Gizmo activated the object and watched in glee as the tentacle pulled back before letting the object go flying into a building. The destruction the bomb caused had him shivering in excitement; he adjusted his goggles over his eyes and grinned.
"Guys, let's give this town the best light show it's ever seen."
"Yeeha, I'm in." Billy said throwing an arm in the air.
"That's goes double for me." Billy replied.
"And me." Billy repeated
"And me,"
"And me."
"And me."
"What he said." The 50th Billy said with his arms crossed.
The group fifty-four jumped off the building, one by one, ready to release their fun on the city.
Aqualad let the door close behind him before collapsing on it, sliding down. He breath wavered as more tears overflowed its barrier once again. The marine teen palmed his eyes only to shield them from no one as he let out painful sobs.
Despite the fact that he had been crying for over an hour, the tears he produced seemed endless.
He was hurting, physically and mentally, even more so emotionally. His broken sobs were giving him a headache and his cheat tighten causing breathing to become difficult. Painful shivers cascaded his body and his heart hurt.
This was more painful than when he left The City of Atlantis, leaving his family behind in search of his destiny, which he found with the Titans.
He had never experienced this type of lost before, his people tended to live for centuries, he himself was only decades young. Aqualad had yet to experience the lost of a best friend or brother, and Beast Boy was both.
After informing Titans around the world of their predicament, Aqualad went about dealing with what he knew the others did not want to deal with, Beast Boy.
Upon entering the ICU room, and seeing Beast Boy's lifeless body on the table covered in a white bloody sheet, Aqualad threw up. At that point it hit him as the tears came, Beast Boy was gone and not coming back.
Ever since dealing with Trident under the sea, and them sharing a bond that was brought upon by their connections with animals, Aqualad and Beast Boy has been close. To Aqualad, Beast Boy was his brother who he loved competing with, swimming with, and goofing off with, and now he was dead.
Aqualad threw up again.
In an effort to prolong the inevitable, Aqualad cleaned himself up, then the mess on the floor. When the floor was mopped and the bloody instruments in the sink was washed, and the counters were cleared off, and the TV was wiped down, the young Sea prince found himself standing in front of the deceased Titan.
Aqualad's shaking hand raised to meet with Beast Boy's cheek, it was cold, he warmth long lost, to the point where his skin was no longer the healthy green it should have been, instead it was turning purple, the color of dead. Aqualad offhanded noted that no girls would ever date the shifter now, at the thought he let out a quiet chuckle and let his head fill with jokes he would have used to tease his friend.
It was with those thoughts that helped him began the care of cleaning Beast Boy. He shed the boy of his destroyed clothes, and washed his body and hair free of blood, minding of the stitches that Cyborg patched. Aqualad even braved Beast Boy's room in order to find a clean new suit.
However, finding the suit was no easy task, he finally located in the very back of his closet, causing the aqua teen a brief moment in which he swore that if the boy wasn't already dead, he would have killed him for making him go through that torture. Upon discovery of the clean Titan's superhero suit, a deep voice entered his mind, a feat he'd only known underwater animals to possess, and produced an estranged hello. Turning around from the closet, Aqualad eyes locked with white eyes under the messy bed. Aqualad let out a scream, which he will swear it was very manly, however deep down, he knew it was not.
After the dramatic experience; which left him not envying whoever had to clean the room, Aqualad continued to dress Beast Boy, restoring the boy to his glory as a Titan.
It took some looking around for the aqua teen to find what he was looking for, a large tub big enough for a person; he dragged it to the ICU, sitting it into the middle of the room. Filling it with water was easy, with the ability to manipulate it, the water easily floated from the sink into the tub. Next came the difficult part. Aqualad moved to the bed where Beast Boy lay and ran his hands through his hair, he couldn't stop his tears as he gathered the small teen in his arms and picked him up.
Aqualad laid the lifeless form of his friend softly into the water, slowly, letting the boy's stiffening head lay on his shoulder as he eased him in. A dry sob escaped him and for the first time in his life he felt that he was too young, even at his young age of fifteen hundred years old.
He felt like he was too young to be dealing with a friend's dead body, too young to have to know that this is something to get used to and could happen again and probably soon. He was too young to deal with wondering how they were going to tell his former family of the Doom Patrol, too young to wonder where they will bury him.
Aqualad kissed to top of Beast Boy's head softly, before easing the boy down in the water, crossing Beast Boy's arms, he took one look at his friend willing him to wake up and turn into a whale or seal or something, but that wasn't going to happen. Instead Aqualad stood up and placed his hand over the water. With a soft chant in his native tongue of Atlantis, the water froze, incasing the shape shifter in a ice casket until his burial. Without looking back, Aqualad turned and left the room.
A loud wail sounded the halls causing Aqualad to look up from his position on the floor. The lights flashed red and the teen let out a string of curses before jumping up and running to the common room.
Running to the computer, and entering the code to find what could possibly be causing trouble all ready. Wasn't one depressing drama enough for a life time?
As the computer showed who was causing trouble, the Titan growled, the H.I.V.E. F.I.V.E, those idiots were out again, who the hell let them out, he thought they were in Arkham.
Aqualad did not want to deal with them, he was already frustrated enough with the nights events, the only good thing about their presence was being able to take his anger out and them, and believe him, he was angry.
His growl turnes into a grin at using live stress relief, but he also realized he could handle two, three at tops but not all six or five or however much their group claimed to have. That clone kid, although dumb as he is, there could be hundreds of him alone.
No, He was going to need help.
Picking up his communicator, he attempted to reach the current leader.
"Cyborg here,"
"Where are you guys? There's trouble downtown."
There was a pause before a loud curse came through, "Let me guess, the H.I.V.E. right?"
Aqualad eyes widened in shock and he coughed on air, "How the hell you know that?"
"I thought they would give us more time."
"What are you talking about, who?"
"I'll explain later, I'll get in touch with Star hopefully she's back in Jump. How long do you think you can hold them off?"
"Not long if their organized, ten minutes tops. Why isn't Star with you, what exactly is going on here, Cy?"
"I'll explain later…" there was brief shuffling…"Bee is on her way, she'll probably make it in ten minutes, and she got in touch with Star. I'll be there as soon as I drop Eve at the Tower." With that said, the connection was closed off.
Aqualad slammed a fist on the table, annoyed he at the fact that he was ignored, he comprehended it was a tough night for all of them. They lost one friend to death and two others to the other side. He was angry, tired and confused and knew he wasn't the only, but did that mean that he was to be pushed aside for later?
The alarm sounded once more reminding the Sea Prince of the city's need. Pushing back other matters for now, Aqualad dashed from his seat and ran toward the tower's exit. As the young hero dived into the bay he could only feel sorry for the idiots who decided to choose now to attack, because he was pissed beyond reason and he was going to take out all of his frustrations on them.
With the skills of a gymnast and the grace of a dancer, Jinx landed a double back flip on the top of the wire fence. With a cross of her arms, Jinx observed her surroundings, she snared in disgust.
The old factory she was sent to, abandoned for reasons unknown and indifferent to her, however burnt bricks could lead to the conclusion of a fire, was located on the outskirts of the city. It was in complete shambles; broken glass and fallen bricks littered the area, and an appalling smell was emitting from it.
Perhaps, once upon a time, the factory stood proud, running alongside the river which lead into Jump Bay, giving jobs to millions, as it produced…God who knows what, but now the place was nothing more a dump, even animals wouldn't want to explore. Jinx couldn't see how he would ever think about calling it a hide out.
With a sharp turn, so facing away from the abomination, her arms spread out wide before executing a perfect back flip with a mid air one eighty degrees turn. Jinx dashed forward without a pause, keeping light on her feet to avoid tricking any wired booby tracks, she knew he was famous for.
She paused at the entrance; the doors were heavily boarded up, however broken glass windows made for an easy access.
Jinx eyed the door than the window which was located a floor up, still not an issue even if it was four levels up. It just wasn't fun that way, and besides, Jinx fists illuminated hot pink, she was never the sneak attack type person. She loved facing things head on. With a pull back of her arm, the boarded door stood no chance as it went crashing into the darkness.
Jinx stepped forward, the rising sun wasn't enough light to illuminate the darkness that clutched at the factor so Jinx used her own power to swipe away the shadows. With one hand in the air like a torch, and the other over her nose to try to keep out the abysmal smell, Jinx took about ten steps into the factor before pausing, a shiver ran up her spine; someone was watching her.
Or in his case, analyzing her.
"I know you're here, come out." She yelled out, trying to keep the anxiousness out of her voice, she received no reply, but she knew he was there. "I have a message to deliver for you."
Footsteps sounded in the room, she couldn't tell if they were walking away or walking forward, knowing him, he was probably circling her.
"It's from Robin."
In a gust of air, a figure dropped in front of the bad luck teen causing her to fall back. Jinx looked up, and using the dimmest amount of light that the sun caused, focused on the orange and black mask of the man before her.
"You have caught my interest, Jinx." The soft spoken voice sullied the air, "What message does Robin wish to pass onto me and why are you the one delivering it?"
Jinx chuckled as she regained her footing, her hands landed on her hips as she looked at the tall man, "You surprise me, I thought you knew everything that went on in Jump City, Slade."
A/N: I first want to thank . ^_^, I don't know why, but that short, demanding, 3 letter word review, got me to finish this chapter, although I've been writing it on my free time. This chapter so far was giving me the most trouble, yet it's only a filler when you think about it. Only because I had to go back and try to get the right personalities of the F.I.V.E right, I'm a stickler for that crap. I am happy, and know exactly how the next chapter is going to go.
The-Random-Hitter don't count that out yet, there may be the use of the seven virtues, I have an idea how, and believe me it was not going to end that way from the beginning because i have this story practically layered out, but that got me thinking, and it would be better that way. So, there may be some ways, or I may keep the orginial ending. Lets see shall we?
It was mean of me to leave a cliffy, but you know us authors love them so.
See you guys next chapter. ^_^